Pain
There’s a post on the forum answering my question about the sharp stabbing pain. “I think the pain is probably caused by the op but I have had a couple […]
Trisha
Desperate to find some answers I resort once again to the internet and start searching through the forums on the Rare Cancer Support Alliance website. After a few hours reading postings and […]
Rare Cancer Support Alliance
Whoohoooo, finally, I have discovered the Rare Cancer Support Alliance (www.rare-cancer.org) which not only lists details about a malignant phyllodes tumour but has forums where other ladies have posted and […]
2nd op confirmation and more searching
Greta called back early today to say that she had been able to speak with the other consultant (mine’s still on holiday) who has had a look at my notes […]
Macmillan nurse call
Greta called me today following my queries on the answerphone. She’s brilliant and what a fab service she (and their team) provides. She gently assures me that have spoken with […]
Macmillan nurse call
I have been experiencing a sharp stabbing pain in my right breast. It feels a little like a hot poker being stabbed into my breast and pulsing with pain. The […]
Visit to GP
Today I’m up very early to drive to London and get that appointment with my Doctor. I need to ask him if I should be signed off from work – […]
More searching
I’ve managed to find a Science Daily report but cannot access the whole report. This is so frustrating as it actually seems to be imply that they’ve carried out a […]
Search for a solution begins
I was up very early and connected to the internet. I’m determined to find something to help me work out what next. What does this really mean? I can’t believe […]
Home
I left Millies and headed home today but not before Millie and I had talked at length about what happened yesterday. What does it really mean? We read and re-read […]
Hospital
Today I went back to see my consultant to get my stitches checked. Millie drove me up to the hospital and after a couple of hours in the waiting area, […]
Ouch
I decide that I’ve got to grow up and take off the dressing. I know that if I left it until tomorrow my consultant would laugh at my pathetic-ness and […]
Next few days or so
The next days passed with me sleeping for hours and lounging for the other hours and a few visitors but I think I was so fuzzy I was probably such […]
Release day
Eventually everyone else woke up and the ward started buzzing. I was desperate to leave though and go home (well to Millies) to get under my duvet. I soon got […]
The big day
Another good friend, Nigel, picked me up at 6am and drove me to the hospital for my 7am admission. I had been quite happy to get a taxi but was […]
Preadmission tests at hospital
Kingston hospital have summoned me to be tested for everything and importantly to ensure that I won’t bring any MRSA into the hospital. Actually, it was good and calmed me […]
